Evil dragon has a warm heart-Chapter 119 - 118 The Secret History of Princess Anxia

Chapter 119: Chapter 118 The Secret History of Princess Anxia

Chapter 119 -118 The Secret History of Princess Anxia

The guests didn’t stay in the elf room for too long, afraid of disturbing Tess, the Rain Lasting Flower Sprite, who was sound asleep; they soon left the room.

“It’s only two in the morning; let’s get back to sleep,” Lady Meryl told Russell.

“Alright, father, mother, big brother, you should also go back to rest early. I’ve disturbed your sleep over the mushroom bird Rosy’s matter.”

“If such good fortune keeps coming, I wouldn’t mind not sleeping at all,” big brother Roland joked.

After saying goodbye, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Carter, the steward, also walked briskly to lock the elf room before returning to the servants’ quarters with a smile on his face.

However, he had already begun to scheme, planning to notify the servants first thing in the morning to prepare for the celebration banquet for the mushroom bird Rosy.

“This is a momentous occasion for Mr. Russell, and indeed for the entire Fluorescent Fungi Family…”

Soon, the old steward fell into a sound sleep with a smile on his face; he hadn’t had such a restful night in a long time.

Elsewhere.

After returning to his room, Russell clenched his fist firmly.

The plan to appear saintly in front of others had been perfectly executed. The birth of the mushroom bird Rosy would solidify the belief that he was favored by the Great Dragon.

“Everything is going as I wished, smoothly!”

At the same time, in the largest master bedroom of the castle, the Baron and Baroness had already shed their outer clothing and were chatting by the bedhead.

“How old is Princess Kunlaya now?” Baron Roman suddenly asked.

“I remember she was born in ’71, a year younger than Lola. She should be ten years old this year,” Lady Meryl replied. “Why do you suddenly ask about Princess Kunlaya?”

“Roland and Russell are both still single.”

“So you thought of Princess Kunlaya?” Lady Meryl immediately sat up in bed, showing interest, “Is it Roland or Russell? I recall you were hoping Roland could form an alliance through marriage with the Rootline Family from Populus Gobi, weren’t you?”

“It’s about Russell… Just a random thought,” said Baron Roman. “Russell’s stroke of luck is making me believe that he has indeed been chosen by the Shadowflame Dragon. Honestly, our young lord doesn’t seem likely to be a dragon rider.”

“Kunstan’s talents are indeed lacking, relying solely on the Magic Elixirs from Red Castle to pull him through. But what does that have to do with Russell?”

As Lady Meryl spoke, she suddenly exclaimed, “My dear, you don’t think our Russell is qualified to ride a dragon, do you?”

“Just a random thought, no need to be alarmed,” Baron Roman indicated for Lady Meryl to keep her voice down. “Think about it, with Russell’s luck, whether or not the Shadowflame Dragon has actually taken notice of him, at least the power of the Shadowflame Dragon won’t reject him.”

“It seems to make sense.”

“So if Russell could marry Princess Kunlaya and Kunstan still can’t ride the dragon, Red Castle, to maintain national stability, should let Russell give it a try, right? If he succeeds, wouldn’t that mean the Fluorescent Fungi Family has produced a Dragon Knight?”

Baron Roman grew more and more excited as he spoke; men inherently possess an irresistible longing to ride dragons, a dream that consumes them day and night.

He had given up on his own dreams of dragon-riding, even Mr. Ross could not tame one, let alone a Great Dragon.

But Russell’s streak of luck provided him with a glimmer of imagination.

Laughing, Lady Meryl said, “You sure dare to dream. Although I also believe Russell is outstanding and handsome enough to match Princess Kunlaya, Princess Anxia will never allow her daughter to marry beneath her status.”

She sighed softly, “She suffered so much before marrying into Red Castle; how could she bear for Princess Kunlaya to suffer the same? She will certainly seek a prince for a marital alliance… and furthermore, to consolidate Red Castle’s standing.”

“My daughter marrying into our house is considered suffering? Weren’t Anxia’s hardships self-inflicted, from eloping with someone against the rules of propriety… If not for the dull-witted Marquis Quntro, would the old King have ever consented to a marriage with such a princess?”

Still unsatisfied, Baron Roman added another piece, “If it weren’t for such a past scandal involving Princess Anxia, how could the rumors between the old Earl and Anxia have ever arisen?”

“Alright, you have a point, let it be,” Lady Meryl pushed Baron and then sighed again, “People despise Princess Anxia’s past, but in my eyes, she was merely chasing her own happiness.”

“And did she find it?” Baron Roman sneered.

“At least she pursued it.”

“That’s the shortsightedness of you women. When your father was matchmaking us, you still complained that I wasn’t handsome enough. Now, who is living an unhappier life than us?” Baron Roman smoothed his thinning hair contentedly.

Lady Meryl rolled her eyes, too lazy to argue further, “Sleep now, my not handsome enough Lord Baron.”

“Not about being less handsome, but about being low-profile; that’s the way of the Fluorescent Fungi Family.”

“Luckily, Russell didn’t inherit this trait; otherwise, the great dragon of the ducal family might not have taken a fancy to Russell.”

“What is that supposed to mean!”

…

The next day.

Fluorescent Castle was filled with joy, the servants bustled about with happy smiles on their faces—the master had given each of them a reward to celebrate the birth of the family’s second mushroom bird.

The invitation to the celebratory feast was sent out early by the castle’s knights, who galloped quickly to various places in Glowing Valley.

Every lord and lady was on the list of invitees—Eric and Charles, Russell’s two teachers, were also invited. As for the others, they would celebrate again once Russell returned to Wuyao Snake Manor.

As noon approached, the guests were about to arrive.

Russell and his elder brother Roland stood outside to welcome them personally.

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“Baron Marcus, welcome, welcome,” Roland stepped forward to greet the first-arriving Marcus and his family.

Malena had gone to Gale City Girls’ Academy, so only Marcus and his wife, along with their son Mask, came.

Russell also stepped forward with a smile to greet them.

Marcus scrutinized Russell deeply. Although he hadn’t beaten up Russell for rejecting Malena, he hadn’t looked at Russell properly until now. This was the first time Marcus truly regarded him.

After looking Russell over enough to make him feel somewhat hairy, Marcus finally cracked a smile and said loudly, “No wonder you think you’re too good for my daughter, lad. You have the cache to think so. Keep it up and let me see how far you can go!”

Marcus’s wife immediately slapped her husband, signaling him not to speak such words.

“I have never looked down on Malena, it’s just that we lack a little spark,” Russell explained.

Then he added, “Of course, I will work hard to win more honor for our family.”

Marcus didn’t say anything more and walked into the hall, arm in arm with Roland.

Marcus’s wife smiled at Russell and, holding her young son’s hand, followed into the hall as well.

After Baron Marcus, the families of Lord Sally and Lord Utreras arrived quickly. Following them was the family of Uncle Roson Fluorescent Spore, who, accompanied by Lady Ingrid, arrived close to noon.

This time, not only did Roland and Russell come out to greet them, but the baron and his wife did as well.

“Look at this, look at this. It rained last night, and today the sun shines brightly. Even the heavens are celebrating our family’s new sprite,” Lady Ingrid said cheerfully as she stepped down from the carriage with support from Roland and Russell.

After gaining her footing, she grabbed Russell, had her maid bring her reading glasses, and then, unable to contain her joy, looked him over from left to right.

She laughed and said, “What a fine child! You’ve inherited your great-grandfather’s good luck, hmm, but you’re much handsomer than him!”